"My 80th birthday is coming soon. The birthday surprise you gave grandma is more satisfactory than everyone's gifts. Grandma can't think of it. She can wait until there is a granddaughter-in-law. She must bring it back to me on my 80th birthday. Grandma will announce to everyone that there is a eldest granddaughter-in-law in my family."
Ximuqiao reached out his hand to the old lady. The news was an unexpected shock to her. The old lady raised her hand to wipe the tears in her eyes and told her again and again.
"Be sure to bring my good eldest granddaughter-in-law back to me."
It's inconvenient for mu Datou and grandma Qiao to explain his identity again, but it's inconvenient for mu Datou to take him home at 80 days. It's impossible for him to explain the situation in detail.
After a while, Xi Lufeng came in with the nurse. The nurse was taking the old lady's blood pressure. Xi Muqiao and Xi Lufeng stood by and watched.
"Mu Qiao, it's true that Mu Che did wrong about his appearance. I won't favor him. You should teach him a lesson this time and let him have a long memory."
Xi Lufeng's words are not adulterated at all. For Mo Rongyan, he watched her grow up and was very satisfied with her.
Last time Mu Che hit his face, although it was only a bruise in the corner of his eyes and his face was well covered up, he still found clues in his inquiry.
Xi Lufeng, an old fox with a bent mind, has a thorough understanding of Mo Rongyan's temper and temperament. She knows that her eyes will float everywhere when she lies.
He didn't believe it. Earlier, his aunt said that muche and his face quarreled every day. He also knew his son's virtue. Muche would drop things when he was angry.
No matter how much he hurt his son, this time, Mu Che really did wrong. He looked at his face and was beaten by him. He was distressed and scolded Xi Mu Che bastard!
Simuccio put his hands into his trouser pocket and quietly watched the nurse hide the sphygmomanometer in the old lady's arm. His expression was almost dripping water. In front of Xi Lufeng, he completely restrained the cold breath on his body.
"I will, second uncle. You know, like Xiaoyan, my face is the child of the Xi family. If it hadn't happened at the beginning, I wouldn't have agreed to marry Mu Che."
Xi Lufeng nodded and looked at the old lady, "I know."
His face was so badly hurt that it was right to teach him a lesson. After all, his face was not only mu Che's wife, but also the little granddaughter loved by the old lady for 20 years.
In the infusion room.
Simucher, with a red face and untidy clothes, sat on the chair and drank a few drops. The transparent liquid flowed into his cyan veins bit by bit through the silver needle.
Halfway through the infusion, his brain was also half awake. He raised his right hand without infusion and looked at it vaguely. A series of slaps fell firmly on his face, and the slapping sound was loud in the silent infusion room.
He did it to face again?
He remembered sister-in-law Zhou's sudden scream that seemed to penetrate the roof. He also remembered his father pointing at himself and scolding the bastard. He also remembered that his grandmother fainted, but he could not remember what his face looked like.
He only remembered that his face took off his clothes and helped him into the bathroom. He wanted to kiss her. His face was not allowed. They quarreled. He fell something. In a trance, he heard simukio's name
At this moment, he hated himself more than simuccio.
He wanted to see her face and how she was, but he didn't dare. He didn't dare to see the scars and bruises on her white and tender face. The scars were clearly complaining about his atrocities!
His eyes were so sore that his right hand covered his face, but he couldn't stop the gushing tears. Tears slipped from his fingers one by one, dripping on his face, down to his chin, and dripping on his body and the white floor.
He sobbed bitterly, "look, I'm sorry."
The door of the infusion room was kicked open from the outside and closed with a bang. A tall figure came to him quickly and pulled him up with his collar. Before he could open his eyes and see clearly, he landed on his face with a blow of rustling wind.
He was stumbled, his body hit the back seat heavily, and then fell to the ground together with the seat. The needle pierced the blood vessels and flesh, stabbed it out of the back of his hand, and brought out a string of blood beads. The blood in the needle quickly returned and dyed the whole infusion line red in an instant.
"Big brother!"
The nosebleed suddenly came out and quickly flowed on his face. He touched it, held the crooked chair and staggered to his feet. Just when he stood firm, simuccio's black and bright leather shoes kicked him heavily on his stomach and kicked him to the ground.
He didn't have the strength to stand up again. His body curled up into a ball, and his nose blood flowed smoothly. After a while, he accumulated a pool on the ground. The bright red blood was on the white floor and illuminated by the pale light, which was shocking.
"Brother, I should, I should fight!"
His whole body seemed to fall apart. Simuccio's punch and foot were merciless, but he felt that this pain was not as painful as his heart.
Her face is very sensitive to pain since she was a child. She is most afraid of pain. How painful should she be when he hits her.
Simuchio was neatly dressed, and the top two buttons of his shirt were opened. Compared with simuchio, who was curled up on the ground with a bloody face, he was just one in the sky and one under the other.
His face was pale and cold, his eyes were cloudy, and his cold and cruel breath was no longer covered up. All of them were released. He opened his two long legs and walked slowly towards shimucher.
He pulled simucher's collar and picked him up. He didn't care that simucher's blood was stained on his hand. His voice was as cold as ice, with a trace of violence, which made people shudder.
He asked mercilessly, "how did you tell me on the day of marriage, ah?"
Simuche's face became whiter and he didn't resist at all. He said stunned, "Jane, cherish her, love her, and don't let her get hurt."
Simukio seemed to hear a big joke and hissed coldly, "do you cherish her? You gave her all the harm, simucher. I tell you, I regret it. I regret agreeing to marry you! "
He shook off shimucher mercilessly, stood up straight and looked down at shimucher who collapsed to the ground.
"Go and clean yourself up and go to the ward with me!"
Such a loud voice provoked the nurses outside, but they all knew that no one dared to come forward to stop simuchio and simuche in the infusion room.